Twilight's Midnight Violations

a Shameless Clopfic

Chapter 4

A wide yawn stretched her mouth as her hooves touched down on the cobblestone streets. It was far too early for such a long flight. At least, that was how Luna saw it. Tucking her wings up against her body, she grumbled slightly. Her sister would have made excuses about why she couldn't do this herself, and in the same breath insist that Luna just had to be the one to go out and help the poor ponies of Ponyville.

It wasn't that she disliked her subjects, especially the ones of this fair town. But she had been up all night, and now she was looking at the prospect of spending all day and night chasing after one pony who clearly had lost his senses. Luna had tried to explain that she needed to be here for when the moon rose again. Of course that didn't seem to phase Celestia any. She just smiled her oh so understanding smile, and offered to take care of the sun and moon till Luna got back.

Luna ground her teeth together as quietly as she could. She could feel the vein popping out on her forehead as she thought about the situation her sister had placed her in. Eventually though, she managed to calm herself enough to take in her surroundings. It was well past mid day by now, and there were ponies filling the streets as they went about their daily lives. Right about now, Luna should have been fast asleep, but here she was, with a job to do.

With a sigh she looked about at the ponies. Many of them were giving her a wide berth. While she didn't really mind it, she was, after all, a royal alicorn, it still annoyed her a bit. She could tell many ponies were still nervous around her. And considering she was here during the day, her sudden appearance must seem all the stranger to them.

Still, she had a job to do. And the sooner she finished it, the soon she could get back to enjoying the bliss of a day's sleep. With a deep breath, Luna started down the street, heading for the tall building that served as Ponyville's town hall.

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Steam billowed out from the open door, it wafted about and drifted up to the ceiling as Twilight made her way out of the bathroom. She sighed deeply before taking in a much needed lung-full of cool air. She had been a total mess, as had been the shower. She was grateful she chose to take care of her needs in there, it had made cleaning up much easier than it would have been otherwise. The bathroom still smelled funny, however, but it wasn't as overpowering as it had been.

Drying herself off, however, had almost been a disaster. Before she realized it, she had started to get worked up all over again. It took a lot of effort, but she had managed to calm herself down enough to finish. And to think, she had just covered herself and her shower in thick seed minutes before. But it still just took the smallest of caresses to bring her to attention all over again. But still, it was done with for now, and with any luck she'd be able to spend the rest of the day and hopefully night in a more or less normal state.

With a deep sigh she let herself flop onto her bed, a few books bouncing about as she did so.

"I'm so glad that's over..."

'But I wouldn't mind doing it again...'

Twilight was expecting that. The thought gave her a slight shiver, that it just came so easily now. She had to admit, she did enjoy it while she was in the act. It was exciting. It was primal. It was pleasure. But the reason she had to do it. The reason for all of this, it was something she wished she didn't have to face. That it was all to prevent her from going out tonight and having her way with some innocent mare.

Twilight hadn't given up on finding a cure for her 'condition', but at the very least now, she hoped, she had time. She looked over her collection of books. Despairingly few remained that she hadn't already gone through. It was as if no pony had ever experienced what she was going through. The idea should have thrilled the inquisitive unicorn, to be able to experience something for the first time ever. But at this moment, all it did was lower her spirits.

"I cant keep doing this. I've got to go out some time, but I just cant like this..."

'Other mares might start to want me if I did...'

With an annoyed groan and a hoof to her forehead, Twilight turned to one of her book, starting to flip through the pages. Anything to keep her mind from wandering and pulling up more lewd thoughts. This book didn't look like it would have the answer she needed, but it was an convenient distraction at the very least.

But even as she busied her mind with reading, it kept slipping off, back down that dark road she tried so hard to keep it from. She had never thought she would ever be intimate with another mare. If it was always like that, she didn't blame some stallions for wanting it all the time. To think, if she could be with a mare anytime she wanted, to always be able to feel that delicious sensation of warm flesh wrapped around her. Maybe even a mare she knew. Maybe even one of her friends...

The hoof struck her face hard, enough to leave a bruise under her fur. It was her own, and she knew she deserved it. Without her realizing it, her mind had wandered off again, directed not by her will, but that thing between her legs. Even now she could feel that it had plumped up, bringing her thoughts away from the magical formulas she was reading about, and towards vulgar images depicting her friends.

"That's it... I'm going to find a way to get rid of this thing, even if I have to get a saw!"

'But I'd miss it too much.'

"UGH!"

Twilight threw her hooves over her head as she buried her face into the pages of her book. She just couldn't win. Couldn't escape from the fact that first her body, and now her mind was betraying her. Turning her into something she wasn't. Something she didn't want to be. At least, she thought she didn't want to be. Even now as she contemplated performing a self-administrated operation, she found herself hating her new member less and her resistance more.

A knock at her bedroom door brought Twilight out of her internal argument. Lifting her head from her book, she looked down from her loft. With a nervous shift, she tried to make sure her hind quarters were firmly nestled onto the bed, her tail tucked close to ensure nothing unusual could be seen.

"Spike? Is... Is that you?"

The door slowly opened, but who peeked in at her wasn't Spike. Far from it, the old brown hat and freckled cheeks told her at once who it was.

"Howdy, Twi. How ya feelin'?" Applejack slowly let herself into Twilight's room. Thankfully, as she started to make her way up the steps, she didn't notice the panicked look that came over Twilight's face.

'What is she doing here? This isn't good..'

'But just look at her!'

Applejack came to the top of the steps, making her way closer to Twilight's bed. She had seen the orange farm pony countless times. But right then, it was almost as if she was seeing her best friend for the first time ever. She didn't know why, but Twilight drunk in the image of her pony before her and she could almost feel herself salivate at the sight.

"Ah stopped by ta see how you wer doin, an Spike said you wern't feelin too good." It took a few moments for Twilight to snap herself out of her daze, her mind too caught up in exploring what seemed to her to be a vision of equine divinity.

"I... I'm just feeling a bit under the weather, that's all." Twilight smiled, trying her best to look as if nothing was wrong. But in reality, the situation couldn't be worse. She could feel herself starting to grow, pressed between her own body and the sheets. It suddenly started to feel very hot in her room.

"Well, Ah hope it's nothin serious like. We've all been worried 'bout ya, Twi." Applejack said in her little drawl. Even that sounded heavenly to Twilight at the moment. Try as she might, she couldn't keep her eyes from roaming over her friend's figure. Applejack wasn't a slight pony by any means. She wasn't fat, but her body had delicate curves, softly molded over her form to entice and tantalize. Twilight knew, however, that under the tender, soft padding, there were muscles as strong and as hard as any athlete's. Twilight imagines her friend could handle anything, her stamina unmatched. Her wide, softly curved hips able to take relentless pounding, only to put those foal-bearing hips to their true test...

Twilight winced, did her mind really just go there? Did she honestly just imagine getting Applejack, one of her best friends in the world, pregnant?!

"Th-thank you, Applejack. But I'll be just fine. All I need is a little rest and some time to myself. That's all." Twilight forced her voice to sound as calm and honest as she could. But inside, she knew what she was wanting to say. The words that kept coming to the front of her mind, threatening to burst from her lips.

'Oh, sweet Celestia. I need her!'

"Well, a'right then. Ya sure ya don't need nothin'? Ah cin git ya some fresh apples if'in ya want?" Twilight realized she was breathing deeper by the moment, nearly panting. Applejack's scent, it was like the mare from last night, but so much sweeter. She must have must came from working in the fields. The smell of dust and sweat blended into a heavy musk that clung to the mare like a delectable cloud. It filled Twilight's lungs with every breath, and made her head dizzy, as if she was becoming drunk on it.

"No, I'll be alright. Thank you for checking up on me though."

'Oh please come closer! Let me touch you. Let me taste you. Let me feel you!'

"A'right then. Ya git some rest, ya hear?" Applejack said with a smile as she turned to leave. She looked back at Twilight one last time before starting her way down the stairs leading from the loft. Every fiber of Twilight's being wanted nothing more than to chase after her. To mount her, to do such delightful things to the retreating goddess that had visited her room. It took every ounce of will she could muster to keep her legs firmly locked under her body.

As she heard the door to her room shut again, Twilight let out a deep breath. The room still smelled with the lingering scent of Applejack, and her position on the bed had become very uncomfortable. With a sigh she rolled over onto her side, looking down at herself. She was greeted by the sight of her member, throbbing and oozing onto her sheets. Once again, it was demanding attention, having gotten a whiff of such a ripe, ready mare.

"Alright, alright... You win..."

Twilight grumbled as she lifted herself up off the bed. With her eyes narrowed, she made her way down from her loft and back into her bathroom. Two showers in one day couldn't hurt, could it?

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Luna watched as ponies went about their work in the town hall. She sat and watched as they moved scrolls from one desk to another, filing important papers in one bin only to quickly move them to another, as if the short amount of time they spent on one desk was important. Remarkably, it reminded her of the offices back in the Royal Palace.

And it annoyed her just as much. If there was something else she could be doing at this particular moment, she'd gladly do it. But no, at this moment all she had to do was sit here and wait. Her arrival earlier had caused a bit of a stir amongst the office ponies that worked here. Even now she suspected they went about their duties with greater energy just to impress her. She wished they would stop. This sort of thing didn't impress her. Far from it, it only reminded her how she little more than a figure to be respected and feared in the eyes of her subjects. Not honored, not welcomed. Not loved. If anything, she'd rather they were indifferent to her being here. At the very least then she could feel normal, if only for a short while.

But here she sat, feeling out of place as ever as every pony else made her presence seem like a big deal. Luna had lost track of how long she was sitting there, waiting on one of the mayor's aid to return with the pony in charge of Ponyville's night watch. Since the previous two attacks had happen at night, it was him that would of been on the scene, and could provide the princess with the information she needed.

It was just another delay before she could get this finished and return to some much needed sleep. For a while, she had considered just dozing off right there. She was sure no pony would notice if she closed her eyes and fell asleep for a few minutes. Just as she had decided to let her eyes rest and see if any pony noticed, she heard hoof steps approaching her.

She opened her eyes to the sight of a uniformed stallion, his dark gray coat and short cut mane matching his demeanor. Clearly he was a member of Ponyville's police force. He bowed low in front of her before introducing himself.

"Night Watch, at your service, your majesty."

It took a moment for Luna to get over the irony of the stallion's name. It was fitting, but rather humorous. She took in his appearance, and his no-nonsense manner. Clearly, he was going to be a very droll companion for the course of this venture. But at the very least, it may help to get this matter settled all the quicker.

"Ah, yes. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Night Watch. I am here because we have received word of a rogue pony stalking the streets of your fair town by night."

The police pony sighed. It seemed he had already figured why the princess was here, but it wasn't something that he wanted to deal with. Luna could tell from the way his stance shifted. It was a matter that bothered Night Watch, one that he had hoped would be a simple matter to deal with.

"To tell you the truth, princess, we're at a loss for what to do about this. We don't have any leads, and not the coltpower to patrol every street at night."

"Yes, I'm aware of this. Whoever is doing these heinous acts has so far been careful to not allow themselves to be seen. It seems we will have to try to catch them in the act." Luna said. The prospect of coming upon a rape scene was one she did not relish, but if that was how this violator must be caught, then that was just what they would do.

"Well, night patrol should be starting soon. Will you be joining us, your majesty?"

"Yes. With any luck, we will be able to put a stop to these attacks post haste." Luna nodded as she stood. She could feel the fatigue in her limbs as they bore her weight, but that would have to wait. All she had to do was apprehend this one pony, then she could flee back to her warm, soft bed.

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Twilight lay under the sheets, her legs tucked under herself as she flipped through the last few pages of her book. It was the last one, all the others had been gone through and now rest in the stacks around her bed. Each one had offered her no answers to her condition, and it seemed as if this one would be no different.

With a sigh she flipped to the last page, finding only more useless information. She had gone through so many different topics in the hope of finding anything that might lead her to a cure. But now, it seemed as if there was no way to save herself from this situation. Perhaps she could contact Princess Celestia for help? Surely a pony as powerful and knowledgeable as the princess would know of a cure.

But then, she would have to explain everything. Twilight knew there was no way she'd ever be able to hide everything from the princess. She'd have to explain how it all started. What she had done those two nights. Not only would it destroy her reputation, it would destroy her relationship with the princess. She could forget about being Celestia's student. Forget about her life here in Ponyville. She'd probably be sent to some mental home for insane ponies. Or even some dark dungeon under Canterlot, locked away where she'd never be able to hurt another pony ever again.

A shiver ran up Twilight's spine at the thought. She'd probably never be let out. Never again to walk the streets freely. To feel the warmth of the sun or the cool night air. Never allowed to feel the touch of a warm mare. With a shake of her head she tried to dismiss the idea. She couldn't let any pony find out. This was her problem, and she had to be the one to fix it.

With a deep breath, Twilight slowly lifted herself up from her bed, the sheets sliding slowly over her flank as she stepped down to the the floor. A glance out the large balcony window told her that night had settled at last. She was tired, but not overly so. Spending most of the day in bed had left her with more energy than she realized, despite wearing herself out twice already. A slight blush came to her cheeks as she thought about that, how she had explored her body's new addition in the shower. As her mind replayed the events, she could feel it getting warmer in her room, and decided that some cool night air might do her some good.

As she walked up to the balcony window, she found there was little hesitation as she magicked the window open. She was sure by now that she had taken care of her need, that she was in no danger of going on another night time hunt. As she stepped out onto the balcony, she let her eyes slowly drift close and her lungs fill as she took a deep breath.

The night air. It smelled so sweet. The cool air smelled of crisp leaves and sleeping flowers. Of distant rain storms and soft moonlight. Of wind-blown manes and cool coats. The night smelled of mares. Her eyes still closed, without her realizing it, Twilight started to walk to the edge of the balcony. Her eyes opened as a smile slowly curled her lips, and she took a step over the edge.

'No... No! I... I already took care of that! I... I shouldn't be doing this! Oh, why cant I stop? Why do I need to keep doing this?'

'I need to. I just need to. I have to find another one. Another mare to use. Another mare to be with. I need to.'

Twilight's mind warred with itself while her body went about it's single-minded direction. Down the branches of her tree home, she found herself once again in the dark streets of Ponyville. Each step she took, she could feel the weight between her legs, the plump sheath and heavy sack begging for release into a warm mare. She watched homes and businesses pass by as she made her way down the thankfully empty streets of the town.

'I can't keep doing this... This isn't right... This isn't what I want...'

'But it's what I need... I need to find another mare... I just have to...'

'But I don't want to hurt another pony... I don't want to be a rapist...'

'But I am... This is what I truly am now... I'd miss this too much if I stopped... I'd miss the feeling... The sensation... I feel so good... So powerful... I want to feel this again... To feel that warmth around me... To smell their sweet scent... To taste their tender flesh... I could never stop...'

'I can't stop, can I?'

Twilight's eyes roamed up and down the street as she made her way from one lamp to the next. All the while on the look out for some pony. Some mare she could make her own. The sound of hoof steps from behind her made her pause, her ears twitching to pick up the faint sound. With a quick turn she slipped into the shadows between two buildings, lurking back to see who it was that was approaching from behind.

'I don't want to do this but... But I need to, don't I?'

'I need this... I want this... It's all I ever want...'

Twilight could feel herself slipping away, the last bits of resistance starting to falter as her urges took control. She could feel herself plump, her sheath swelling as the hoof steps drew closer. Soon her member was dropping free, already she could feel a dollop of pre oozing from the tip.

'The feeling... I miss it... I really do miss it... I... I don't want to go without it... Not ever...'

'I need this... I need a mare... I need to breed...'

'Yes... I need this... I want this... I want her.. I want them all... I want to feel them, taste them, smell them... I want them to all be mine...'

As those hoof steps drew closer, the grin grew across Twilight's face. Her eyes narrowed as her horn flared to life, and the tools of her trade appeared before her, the sack and robe conjured from thin air. A hoof pawed at the ground in anticipation, and she could feel her now erect member smacking against her underside, pressing between her soft pony breasts. The sweet scent of a perfumed mare had just started to reach her nose.

'This one... This one first... I want her... I need her...'

Her grin slipped into a smirk as she watched the mare trot slowly past the alley way. Her light pink coat still slightly damp. Her soft blue mane held back by a head band. Twilight knew her, had seen her many times. The memories came to her as she took in the earth pony's form. How had she not seen it before? Seen how lovely this creature was all those times in the past. The care she had taken in bringing the pleasure of a warm bath and tender massage to so many ponies. Now, Twilight would take an even greater pleasure from this elegant mare.

"Pssst..."

Twilight let the sound slip from her lips just as Aloe was about to walk past the alley. The earth mare stopped, her ear twitching as she picked up the sound. With a quick look around her, she took a step back and peered into the murky shadows of the alley.

"Ello?" Her sultry voice carried a thick accent, one from growing up in a far away land. It gave her an exotic, mysterious air about her. She was just what Twilight needed.

"Can... Can you help me?"

The voice sounded worried, scared. Cautiously, the spa pony took a step towards the shadows. She was nervous, but the thought that some pony might need her help spurred her onwards. She didn't know what she'd be able to do, but she wasn't about to abandon some pony in danger.

"Who... Who iz der? What iz it joo need?" She asked, her eyes straining to penetrate the darkness, to get some idea of who it was that needed her help. Slowly, she could see a figure standing just beyond the limits of her eyesight.

"You."

Aloe's gasp lasted but a moment as the sack flew out from the gloom and swallowed her up, the rope following close behind to lash it's way around her head and gag off any attempts to call for help. Twilight grinned as she dragged the struggling pony into the shadows with her, more rope binding her hooves tightly.

Twilight leaned in close, pressing her cheek against Aloe's side, nuzzling at her cutie mark. The white lotus, she regarded it for a moment. Soon the mare's own petals would be sullied and ruined, all for Twilight's pleasure. She nuzzled her way up along her captive's flank, drinking deeply of her scent. She had just came from the spa where she worked, the scent of expensive soaps and exotic oils filling Twilight's lungs. They were pleasant, delicate, but not the perfume she desired most.

Slipping back, she let her lips kiss over the mare's cutie mark, her teeth gently starting to nip at her hide. This brought muffled squeals from inside the sack, fresh struggles testing the ropes that had found places to tie themselves off, pulling all four of Aloe's legs apart, leaving her spread eagle in front of her assailant.

Those lips and teeth found their way under her tail, nuzzling that blue tail to lift up out of the way. Warm breath blew against her, caressing over her hidden treasure before a deep inhale cooled them. Twilight let out a throaty groan, that was what she wanted. This musky, undoctored scent. The scent of a mare. Of her mare. It sent her heart racing and her blood boiling.

'Yes... So good... This is what I need... What I want...'

With a lick to her lips, she pressed against her captive. A shrill scream was muffled by those ropes as Twilight's tongue slipped out, and right into her captive. Her mind spun as she tasted the warm depths, the slick petals blooming around her. Like a starving foal, she lapped at the sweetness. Her tongue probing, caressing, feeling. Her captive couldn't keep still, squirming and whimpering with every touch of that warm little muscle. Another groan, this time right into her tenderness, and Twilight felt her tongue captured for a moment as the spa pony's body shook and her sex squeezed tightly.

Twilight let her tongue linger for a moment as her lips pulled back, flicking devilishly at the quivering marehood before her. With a lick to her lips she took in the sight of her work. Her little plaything was trembling, whimpering deliciously as she struggled against her bonds. That was enough play, Twilight could take no more. She could feel her member beating against her belly, smacking soundly as spurts of pre clung to her fur. It was time.

'I... I'm going to rape her... And I'm going to love it...'

With a grunt, she rose to her hind legs, only to let herself come crashing down on Aloe's back, sending a startle cry from the poor earth pony. She felt the dampness of her mare's coat as Twilight wrapped her forelegs around her, squeezing her tightly as she brought her hips up. Her member bobbed about, pressing urgently against her captive's rump. It took her a few thrusts, but soon she felt it. Those petals opening up around her tip, kissing tenderly at her throbbing head. With a thrust and a gasp of satisfaction, she forced herself inwards.

'YES!'

Aloe kicked, screaming against her gag as she felt herself being forced painfully wide. Her whole body shaking as Twilight sink her cocktip into her plaything. She was tight, painfully so, but it only served to excite the unicorn even more. She could feel the mare's pulse, the frantic racing of her heart beating against her own throbbing tip. With another thrust she sunk deeper, feeling muscles protest around her as they were forced to accept something beyond their limits.

It felt like heaven to Twilight. She felt powerful, she felt strong, she felt in control. This was what she wanted, more than anything else. Her hips pulled back, leaving a painful emptiness behind her, only to sink even deeper with her next thrust. New depths to ruin and defile, new heights of ecstasy to experience inside this mare. Her face was lifted skywards, eyes fixed on Luna's silver moon as her face was a mask of pure bliss.

Again and again, she worked herself deeper and deeper into the poor spa pony. She felt the body under her trembling, that tender sex quivering, straining. With a small smirk, Twilight glanced down at her captive. She wondered if this was Aloe's time of the month. Twilight almost laughed out loud at the thought. The idea of the spa pony going to work, seeing her round with a foal she had put inside her. It was funny, Twilight had never thought about that. Never thought about such things before now. But for some reason, the whole idea delighted her. With a grin she looked down at her captive, squeezing her forelegs around her all the tighter as she gave a particularly vicious thrust.

She was rewarded by a muffled squeal, the quiver of sides as they panted for breath against her forelimbs. Twilight's hips smacked into Aloe's rump, and she felt herself bottom out, her oozing, throbbing tip pressed deep inside, grinding against the entrance to the earth pony's womb.

'Mmm... Yes... She's mine... I'll claim her... My little brood mare...'

This time Twilight didn't bother to stop the giggle that escaped her, pausing only to grunt with effort as she pistoned her length deep inside. Leaning in, she nuzzled and nipped, biting lightly at Aloe's shoulder as she felt her bouncing sack tighten. Any moment now, it was getting close. That sweet, sweet release she so desperately craved. The feeling of emptying herself deep inside. Of spilling her warm seed into a waiting mare. Of leaving her with a foal growing inside. That was what she needed. What she wanted.

'So close... Yes, just a bit more... I need it so bad...'

Aloe squealed as she felt Twilight swell inside her, pushing harder and harder at her cervix as that massive cock flared inside her. Then it came, the thick rush into her depths. Again and again, the pressure building as Twilight tilted her head back. A deep, primal cry escaping into the night as she released into her mare. Her swollen cock acting like a plug as more and more pressure built, forcing her cum deeper into her captive, seeping into her womb. With one last shuddering grunt, Twilight pulled back.

The vulgar suckling sound was music to her ears as the tightly wrapped marehood pulled on her shaft. She came free with a wet pop, the last of her orgasm splattering against the otherwise freshly cleaned mare's rump. Twilight watched with a satisfied smirk as that mess was joined by more, gushing and spurting from the spa pony's ruined sex.

'Mmm... That's so lovely... Just how one of my mares should be...'

With an exhausted groan, Aloe collapsed, hanging limply in the ropes that bound her in place. With a smirk, Twilight's horn flickered softly, one by one undoing the ropes to let her used mare curl up on the ground. She admired her hoofwork, a sense of satisfaction filling her as her dripping shaft slowly slipped back into it's hiding place.

For a moment, Twilight considered staying. Perhaps she could have her way with this mare again. It would be a nice change of pace, and it would be worth it to make doubly sure she left the mare with something more to remember the night by. But as she was contemplating a night spent with her latest conquest, her ears picked up a distant sound.

They twitched as she moved about, the sound growing closer. The frantic beat of hooves closing on her hiding place.

She couldn't be found. She couldn't be seen here, else her wonderful new life would come to an abrupt end. Down the alley she fled, away from the approaching hooves. Once she was far enough away, her horn glowed softly, and she vanished.

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Luna sighed as she came up to the scene. Night Watch was next to her, a flashlight held tightly between his teeth. It was a sorry sight indeed.

The pink mare lay huddled in a ball, trembling and whimpering softly even while unconscious. Her fur was matted and soaked, sticky strands clung to her, connecting her to a large puddle of fluids which she was laying in. One whiff and Luna knew instantly what they were.

"It would seem we are too late." The moon mistress hung her head. "The rapist has claimed another mare..."